Your temperature, I’ma check that, nigga
For me the goons pull up packin’ pieces and kill things
First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt
And that Eazy Call on the way
I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is

‘Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo’ life
What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)
You split up your checks like 150 ways
Eazy Call on the way
Yikes
(I don’t give a f—, stole from all you…)
Get the fuck out my lane

You Wesley Johnson
When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga
Yo’ only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car
You don’t put no fear in me, nigga
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
[Verse 1]
Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga
Eazy Call on the way
Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?
I put a couple grand on your head
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah

[Chorus]
It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic
Have some of your old friends become new foes
Every other rap verse suckin’ on that Drake dick
(Are you stupid?)
I’m down for gettin’ dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go
April 6th, April 6th
Just chill, take a L
But I got my pub so I’m good for a while
Bury you where you stand
First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin
With stains on your shirt, screamin’ out "It hurt"
It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit
[Intro]
Got some more, got some more shit to say
Don’t back paddle from the smoke ’cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit
You should stay the fuck out my way

We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is
The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect
You should stay the fuck out my way
Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you
Eazy Call on the way

Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way
You gon’ have to do more than just say it
This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses
As I recall, I been that nigga
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Get the fuck out my lane
This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga
And that Eazy Call on the way
I could take the credit for a lot of niggas’ style
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing
Hol’ up, hol’ up
While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z
Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing
Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
You should stay the fuck out my way
[Verse 3]
I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges
Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Give ’em what they demand
If it weren’t for Interscope, yo’ records wouldn’t be playin
And this gon’ be your favorite song
Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot
[Outro]
[Chorus]
I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Before yo’ next move, think twice
You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic
[Verse 2]
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
Grammy talk, Grammy talk
It’s Eazy
Said that Eazy Call on the way
You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga
You should prolly just chill, bro
Get the fuck out my lane
Hella plaques on the wall